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As the night feathers continue to infuse the spiritual power into the ancient sacred ancient order, the silver-gray brilliance that suddenly flickered and faint suddenly burst into the light.

Not only that, but also a similar light at the foot of the night feathers and white brocade.

This transmission method, which has been quiet for thousands of years, has finally been launched again!

The strong spiritual power fluctuated, and the surrounding ...

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